“Miss. Thompson. Miss. Thompson!” I was nearly at shop class when one of the teachers had finally called my name. Whispers and cat calls had followed me since I left the gym. I had ignored most of them and gave the finger to others. I turned as soon as I remembered he was talking to me. “Yes?” It was a teacher that I didn’t recognize. Tammy had to have had him before if he knew who she was. “What are you wearing?” “Gym clothes,” I said. He stormed towards me. “I can see that. Where are your regular clothes?” I shrugged. “Good question. I put them in the locker for gym and when I came back, they were gone. It was almost like magic.” He did not look amused. “This is completely inappropriate! You cannot go wandering the halls like…this.” I knew exactly what he was trying to imply. I put my hands on my hips and glared at him. “Like what?” His jaw clenched and I could see him trying to figure out how to phrase what he really wanted to say. “You cannot go around the school wearing inappropriate clothing.” “With all due respect, sir, this is school-regulated clothing. If it was inappropriate, we shouldn’t be wearing it for gym class, now should we?”
Tammy Thompson Takes on the Upside Down-ff.net and Ao3 Avery slow burn Steve Harrington/OC fic.
